The atmosphere in the room was electric, and the air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat. On the bed, two beautiful women were currently presenting themselves to him.
Mei, his mature, sophisticated landlady with curves that could drive a man to madness, was on all fours, her back arched and her rounded backside thrust toward him.
Beside her, Rina, the youthful, athletic beauty in her torn bunny suit, had assumed the same position. The contrast was breathtaking: Rina's tight, firm, and pale skin against Mei's slightly more tanned, lush, and full proportions.
"Look at them, darling," Ai's voice hummed in Akira's mind. "A feast fit for a king. And you're the only one invited to the table."
"Which one first, Akira-kun?" Mei asked as she looked back over her shoulder with dark eyes that had a mix of anticipation and submission. "Don't keep us waiting. We're both... so ready."
